"How's the research going?" Rogge asked, looking at a respectful Saron look.

"Apprentice is stupid, the internal structure of this magic cannon is too complicated. Teacher, the energy transmission system you designed and the magic circle that stabilized the fire element have not been able to figure out a few things until now. Saron had a guilty look on his face, but he was actually quite proud in his heart.

After all, the magic cannon designed by Rogge is the only one seen in Saron's life in terms of complexity, and this kind of magic device, let alone himself, even the dean of the Academy of Magic was confused when he got the design concept.

But this old guy is quite shameless, it doesn't matter if he can't study it, it doesn't matter if he can't understand the design idea, but this old guy can put the designer's halo on his head in a grand manner.

Someone should be curious about its designer, right? But Rogge spent all day in the palace of the thousand-year-old capital not even letting out a fart. Therefore, this kind of aura is still borne by the old man and my lord!

In this way, outsiders thought that the designer of this magic cannon was the dean of the Stoke Imperial Academy of Magic. It is precisely because of such an achievement that the dean of the Stoke Imperial Magic Academy finally surpassed Mel, the president of the Hawke Imperial Court Mage Association, in the evaluation of the world, and became the most authoritative magician in the Chino continent at present.

But the funny thing is that he, the "designer", has not figured out the two details of the magic cannon energy circle until now. This made Saron glad that he didn't choose to learn magic from such a two-knife mage in the first place.

"Okay. Rogge responded lightly to Salon's achievements in the past few days, and did not make clear praise or criticism. He looked at Saron and then suddenly asked, "Do you know Annelot, the youngest magical advisor of the Hawke Empire's Court Mage Guild?"

"Teacher, are you talking about the champion of the last Hawke Empire tournament, the daughter of the Tempest Sword Saint Malorit?" asked Saron.

"Yes. ”

The apprentice had heard a little about her. ”

"Do you think you're stronger or weaker?" Rogge asked.

"I wonder what the teacher is asking?"

"All aspects, if it's a comprehensive comparison, I'd like to hear your analysis. ”

"From the perspective of strength alone, the apprentice thinks that he is stronger than her. Although the current magic power level is still at level seventeen, the apprentice of the Warrior Realm has already broken through to the high level three months ago. Saron lowered his head and analyzed: "I heard that Annelot is a rare genius girl in the field of magic, maybe she will be slightly better than me in understanding and using magic. However, the apprentice thinks that with the advantage of the physical fitness and fighting spirit brought by the high-level warriors, if I face Annelot one-on-one, the apprentice is confident that he will directly kill her. ”

"......" Rogge also did not make any comments on Salon's analysis, he looked at his disciple, and then patted him on the shoulder: "It's a good thing to have this confidence, how long do you have to go on the expedition?"

"About a month later, because of the relationship between the secret operation, this time the empire did it very carefully. Salons replied.

"Okay, keep up the good work. Alexander the Golden Eagle, Regner the Dark Elegy, and Anne Lot, the younger generation of the Hawke Empire is truly talented. But the teacher believes that my disciple is the strongest among you young people. Rogge finally encouraged Salon.

"The disciple will definitely live up to the teacher's expectations!" Even for someone as good as Salon, it is very rare to receive Rogge's encouragement. Therefore, the young Red Flame Demon Sorcerer looked very excited, and hurriedly expressed his determination to Rogge.

After that, Rogge briefly pointed out Saron on the design of the magic cannon, and then went back to his room to continue his research.

There's still a month to go, and it's time for everything to begin, right?

......

The sudden siege began before dawn, and Regner and Annelot reported the success of the operation to Manhattan upon their return. The old general was obviously very concerned about the actions of the two young men tonight, and when Regner and Annelot arrived, he was studying the overall structure of Ocean Tide City, and he didn't seem to have any sleepiness at all.

"How's it going?" Manhattan was overjoyed to see Regner intact, and it seemed that the operation had gone surprisingly well.

Regner and Annelot looked at each other, and then Regner smiled and said, "Fortunately, I didn't lose my life!"

This was a decision made by the two of them after discussion, although the legendary mage's behavior was strange, but after the discussion between the two, in the end, they still felt that the legendary mage did not lie to them. What's more, Anne Lot fixed an Eagle Eye spell to one of the magic cannons in Ocean Tide City. This spell strengthened by various super magic techniques such as spell power and spell extreme effect has an astonishing ultra-long transmission ability, even if she returns to the Hawke Empire's military camp, Anne Lot can still faintly sense the environment around that magic cannon.

According to Eagle Eye's observations, everything was normal around the magic cannon, and no one noticed that their weapons of defending the city had been destroyed.

With this proof of this, Regner and Annelot finally decided to report to Manhattan that the mission of destroying the magic cannon was complete. Manhattan did not hesitate to summon the herald, and then ordered the horn to be sounded for an emergency assembly.

The Hawk Empire's barracks were lively for a moment, and the soldiers quickly put on their equipment and then stood in line. And in this short half hour, Manhattan has already assigned the task of siege. He had thought about this question many times, so he hardly hesitated to give the order. Immediately afterward, the troops of the Hawke Empire flocked to Haichao City with great momentum.

"Do these idiots want to attack at night?" The Stoke officer on the city wall looked very relaxed: "Brothers, don't panic, the position of the magic cannon must be adjusted, and strive to wake up their feverish minds with one shot!"

"Yes!" the Stoke soldier was in high spirits.

"Aim seven hundred meters ahead......!" the commander stared at the infantry squadron at the very front, and it was very coincidental that the unit was none other than the 1st Infantry Squadron under the command of Kordaq. Under the influence of a reckless man like Rondo, the 1st Infantry Squadron was the bravest (or most deadly) of the three squadrons under Kordak.

They are like a pack of wild wolves in the hands of Kordak, as long as Kordak stretches out his hand, the head wolf of Rondo rushes forward with his wolf cubs without hesitation.

But fortunately, Kordak has always maintained a cool head, so although the First Infantry Squadron always charges, the casualty rate has not been ridiculously high in the past six months, but because of this repeated fighting and tempering, the First Infantry Squadron has become the most elite team under Kordak. At present, the average level of the entire squadron has reached more than seven levels! This is almost a team composed entirely of mid-level warriors!

And Rondo, as the squadron leader of the first squadron, has also reached the strength of level 14 in the past six months of battle. As the captain and the strongest man in the squadron, Rondo took the lead every time and rushed to the front line with his brothers.

Because of this, Rondo, who is huge and screams every time he roars on the battlefield, becomes a key target for the enemy. If it weren't for Rondo's strong strength and excellent physical fitness, he wouldn't have died many times in the past six months.

"Charge me! Avenge the captain! The first squadron must be the first to set foot on the wall of Haichao City!" Rondo shouted loudly, because of Kordak's injury, the independent brigade has not received any military tasks at all in the past half a month, and every day except training is training, which makes the straightforward and irritable Rondo idle and itchy. Today he was finally able to move his muscles and bones, and of course he showed 200 percent energy.

"Fire!" the Commander waved, but he didn't hear the sound of mana condensing and fireballs being released as usual. There was a loud bang not far away - a magic cannon over there exploded directly!

"Captain! The magic cannon doesn't respond!" the artillery soldier in charge of the operation next to him ran over in a cold sweat to report.

"Hell, what about the other magic cannons?" the commander realized that something was wrong.

"Report, most of our magic cannons are inoperable, only one can barely be used, but it seems to be more than half as powerful as before!" the soldier hurriedly reported.

"Go and call those mage masters! Blow the horn of emergency! Everyone leave the magic cannons alone, pick up their weapons, and prepare to meet the enemy!" The commander made a quick decision, but with only the dozens of people on the city wall, how could they resist the Hawke Empire's army that was pouring over like a tide?

It didn't take long for the siege catapults of the Hawke Empire to be pushed over. This ancient siege machine was blasted dozens of streets by magic cannons in terms of range, power, and accuracy. Previously useless under the pressure of that terrible magic device, now that the magic cannons have been destroyed, these catapults can finally come in handy.

"Taste the stones!" shouted the engineer angrily as he pulled the mechanism and threw the stone out. These dozens of pounds of stones flew directly towards the city, and although they did not directly kill the enemy, they also frightened the Stokers from showing their heads easily.

"Damn it, Ballista, give me priority to get rid of those things!" shouted the commander, at this time, he couldn't help but be glad that there were still a few ballistas left on the city wall, if he didn't even have these things, I'm afraid the Hawk Empire would have attacked the city wall in an instant.

"Ready, archers!" the commander then roared, taking out his own bow and arrows, and then stood on the wall and tightened his bowstring: "Prepare ......"

But before he could say the word "put", Rondo let out a terrifying roar. Then he drew the short spear from his back, and threw him at the commander on the wall with all his fighting energy.

Poor this guy also has a tenth-level strength, but he is still as fragile as paper in front of Rondo, who has a demonic beast-like physique. Rondo's spear pierced straight through his chest, and the commander was killed before he could even give his last order.